Out on the field, they put on a spectacular performance. He was so focused on following her commands, that it took his mind off the luscious ass in front of his nose. That is, until she gave the command to bow down, ready to charge. When he heard it, his focus returned to her naked ass. As she bent down, she pushed her ass back into his face. It was more than his raging hormones could bear. He stuck his tongue out and made contact with the unfamiliar territory of her ass crack. He was intoxicated by her taste as he explored her wet slit with his tongue.
She was momentarily distracted by the hot tongue probing the folds of her cunt, and held the position much longer than she had planned. God, that felt good, could she get off again? Coming to her senses, she barked out the command to charge, breaking free of the pleasure of his tongue, and together they romped among the cheerleaders to the cheers of the crowd.
She couldn’t resist the temptation, and barked out the command for another bow. His tongue was in her before she was all the way down and she held the position even longer than the first time. She quickly realized that she could get off again, if only she could hold the position long enough. Afraid that someone would think something was wrong, she sacrificed her pleasure with another command to charge.
Jason was into it now, lusting for his mother’s cunt, stroking himself as he worked his tongue up and down her slit. He reluctantly withdrew when he heard the command to charge.
The commands to bow were coming more frequently, and lasting a little longer each time. It was on the fifth bow that Shirley could no longer be denied. She held the position until Jason’s magic tongue fired off an orgasm that shook her to the core.
He felt her shudder, her legs almost giving way beneath her. He used his hands to hold her up until she regained control after the lengthy bow. This time, he was the one to shout out the charge command. Despite the cold, they put on a halftime show that would be talked about for years to come. Even the cheerleaders were impressed by the buffalo’s exuberant romp.
With their performance over, Shirley headed for the tunnel, ready to ditch the costume and figure out how she was going to deal with having just let her son get her off, twice. Jason held her back and said, “Come on Mom, let’s finish the game in costume. You don’t want to miss any of Justin’s performance, and besides, I think you owe me another… turn.”
“What about the cold?” she asked, “I thought you would be ready to warm up.”
“Nope, what I have in mind will keep me plenty warm.”
“Okay, I guess I owe you that much. By the way, thanks for what you did out there.”
“You mean the halftime show?” he said, feigning innocence.
“Cute,” she said, sarcastically, “I hope you enjoyed yours as much as I did.”
That was music to his ears. Back on the sidelines, she pulled off the buffalo head and unzipped the back so they could stand and pull up the shoulder straps, using the costume to hide them from prying eyes. Within moments, his hard cock was back inside her.